I found Sable outside of my work, meowing and he barely moved. He was so small, I think he was 10 days old. His mommy was ran over that same morning I found him. I think he was the only kitten that survived because I didn't see any more. He came at a perfect time because Owen wanted to go to the pound and adopt a cat, but I was kind of skittish because you just don't know how those cats are. When I told Owen that I found this little kitty, he was excited. And when he got home the first thing he asked was where was the kitty, he didn't even say hi to me
As you can see he was only 6 inches. He used to fit at the palm of my hand.
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We had to bottle feed him because he couldn't eat solid food by himself. He had to be fed every 3 to 4 hours. Owen was the one who woke to feed Sable at night
As you can see he was only 6 inches. He used to fit at the palm of my hand.
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We had to bottle feed him because he couldn't eat solid food by himself. He had to be fed every 3 to 4 hours. Owen was the one who woke to feed Sable at night
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